Ever notice that we just love a good ol'fashion witch hunt.
Doesn’t matter about the facts.
We just want blood
I find that in my job I read the information I get and I have to catch myself from drawing conclusions until I get more facts.
But there is that part of me that starts carrying wood for the pile and lighting the torches.
Ciao,
invisible don
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